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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha

Chorus:
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
'em bleed to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo breath

{lil' ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo last

Chorus: {yella
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my on my back window is startin' to rumble
I back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
Try'na take my head off, but I was of lucky
These nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but get me
Had to put my monte carlo away got myself an
my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to the finger on the trigger
Like john wayne, I'm handy the steel when it's time to kill
Man I handle my strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' at yo ass
Now it's time to make a ward dash
But first hear me out and indorse yo word's
You makin' me sick with all that hoe you got on
My last nerves, I had to get my and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now time to let my
Motherfuckin' nut's hang and spit on you
I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name
I'm the y-a from the three u.n.l.v.
You repped on me, now I got to ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my eyes you won't
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real no fuckin' boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck the fake kind
This is for you now I know I'm on yo mind

{yella
in the power brand new eddie bauer
Off up into this day, I don't know why that shit was
You was to be my hommie from the old school
Another good guy gone bad in the game, that ain't cool
We to play ball, back up in the park when we was small
He saw me on the set, he told me to give him a call
I hit him all alone eight o'clock we to meet
he had dope, cliental in the fuckin' street
He for three g's he hook me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I
We by the old dump, 'cause them people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I left I dropped my
When I got there, he was ready to the switch
Raise out my car, I hear some noise from the ditch
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth like a
I off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be back


Fool I grew here, not flew and y'all bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you yo self
I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole bitch
Sixteen up in ass, one more when ya hit the door
How many you know, somebody rappin' up in luger
I seen a nigga like this cry before
You best's to run when ya the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, y'all can't a killer
A drug dealer, a stealer cap pillar
I'm known uptown for bein' then a
Twenty bill with skills to make a peal
Don't slip up, fuck up 'cause i'ma have to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, it's the sound that you
With a in yo motherfuckin' head
I'm comin' hard out the motherfuckin' and yes
I'm poppin' these up constantly and
Motherfuckers know can't handle me
nigga's bein' labeled as a third ward "g"
Leave a nigga in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo and have yo family
With them tear's in they how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

{yella
Slicky grease I'm back, with my and they gat's 'cause
You tried to take my life, just to make yo fuckin' stack
Seven guy's told me, yo mind never leads you wrong
Face to face motherfucker, now you it's on
The first time, I went out like a fuckin'
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm just like I told'cha
Yo eye's buck, as you was talkin' on a pay
You to reach, it's to late buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's froze in the car in a state of
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' till he the glock
I'm not the one, we shit up and outie see
we violatin' out of our territory
But when we come, we come and get the job done
all that figurin' and frontin' and twerk up if ya want some
We left 'em bleedin', to greetin' back stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so bring it on 'cause on the list
The rest of you worker's stand down with that shit

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